Villain Tripitaka AU

Chapter 2: Tang Shifu

POV? Interchangeable

This body...

It's too...

Too weak!

I can't hold myself!

How does one walk with a body gaining a gaping hole in their chest?

Stupid simian!

You just had to aim for the chest didn't you?!

I can't carry it...

I can't posses it...

My body...it can't be used...

I'm running out of time...any moment later and I would end up on the Diyu...

"Mister Tang!"

"Hm?" Tang's eyes lighten in surprise, holding a book in his hands, the Journey to the West. "O-Oh! S-sorry, did I doze off again little one?" Tang asked the little boy lying on the bed. "Yeah..."

"I'm sorry MK...Mister Tang's been having a rough day lately..." Tang spoke patting the young boy's head. "How about I tell you the story of how Monkey King became the Monkey King?" Tang asked to which the little boy shouted in joy. "No dozing off again ok!" MK scolded to which the scholar laughed. "No dozing off, I promise..."

Where is it?

Where is it?!

There!

Necromancy Spell: Corpse Puppetry...

Step 1: Have a corpse.

Step 2: Place it under this ritual circle.

Ritual circle...

Step 3: Once it has life, give it a name...

Step 4: Assume yourself as it's Master by giving it your name...

Not too hard...

Let's see...

"Tang! Come on! Stop dozing off!" Sandy scolded, as Tang opened his eyes, and groaned. "Do we really have to paint your boat this afternoon...?" He yawned, as if missing his beauty sleep. "Oh come on! Don't get bored on me now! It's just a couple of sections left!" Sandy reassured, Tang only groaned. "Sandy, I appreciate the effort but painting boats isn't going to get me a good job interview..." Tang spoke sarcastically to which the blue sea demon laughed. "This isn't to get you a job! It's supposed to make you relax about the interview!" Sandy assured, the scholar just threw his brush at the ground in anger. "What good is a job interview if you've already failed it 3 times! I'm never getting a job! I'll end up debt ridden and on the streets again!" He said, pouting and sitting at the floor like a child...hugging his arms together. "Tangy..." Sandy said, but only looked over to his friend's frustration...the River Demon going back inside, knowing just what will cheer the Scholar up...

Tang immediately looked up once he saw steaming tea in front of him... "Sorry...I really thought painting the boat would get your mind off things..." Tang looked over to the Blue man and sighed, taking the tea with a grain of salt. "It's fine...sorry I got too upset..." Tang said, drinking the tea, finding it refreshing. "It's alright buddy, I get it!" Sandy spoke, Tang smiled...what did he do to deserve this big chunk of blue?

The ritual circle is complete...

Now I just need the corpse...

Ngh! Why the frick is he so heavy?!
Isn't he supposed to be light?! This is my corpse! Even humans could carry me!

He has a gaping hole in his chest, what's making him so heavy?!

Ugh!

Finally geez!

Now...

Patience...Silent...Calm...

The ways to start a ritual...

You can do this...
You've done it many time before...
You cannot fail...

This should not fail...

Now...

Arise my puppet!
Be reborn from the ashes
Tang Sanzang!

"Tang?"

"Ngh..." Tang groaned at the heaping headache he just got, where was he? Right...at his home... "Comin' Comin'" He mumbled, having just awakened...he looked himself in the mirror and realized he had stained the shirt he had borrowed from Pigsy...it was now red...he sighed...

"Tang? You in here?" Pigsy asked, concerned. "Yeah! Yeah! Hold on lemme change!" Tang said irritated, finding a shirt in the closet appropriate for the day, removing the shirt he borrowed and placing it in the laundry...he went over to the door with his shirt, hair still unkempt...and he also forgot his glasses so he tripped on the way there, hearing the thud Pigsy opened the door seeing him trip over a lamp. He sighed disappointedly. "Tang...are you drunk?" He asked, Tang then corrected himself as he stood up, searching for his glasses. "What?! No! No! I'm fine..." He said tiredly, looking for the glasses once more, Pigsy went to help him and found the prescribed glasses and gave it to Tang. "Thanks..." he said, putting on the glasses. "You sure you ain't drunk?" Pigsy asked, looking over the red shirt which was once white. Tang sighed and closed the laundry lid. "I'll wash that later...sorry for staining your shirt..." Tang said grabbing his head. "It's fine...want me to cook something up for you? Free of charge!" He insisted, the ebony-haired man nodded, feeling the most terrible feeling in existence...

He has to consume another one of those delicacies that the Chef would make...

Less his Master realized he'd been expiring...

There he was...

What was the third step? Assume a name for the puppet?

Hm...well...Tang Sanzang doesn't seem to suit him...nor me...

Not anymore...hmm...

Tang...

Tang Shifu?

Hmm...very well then...

Now to assume it's name...

Rise before me Tang Shifu!

Haha! It worked!

...

Now to assume my name to it...

Tang Shifu...

I am your Master...

Master Tripitaka...